"CHIEF LAWRENCE! THIS IS GREN! I FOUND A NEW WEIRD MAGIC THING! IT'S ACTUALLY USEFUL THIS TIME! IT TOOK OVER MY ROOM'S DOOR, BREAK DOWN THE WALL!"

Aaaaand now we wait.

"I think it might be better to break the wall from this side, this room is pretty small, after all. Does that sound like a good idea? Or is there a chance of the corridor getting blocked, or something?"

"I was thinking of smashing into the room next to mine. We don't own 'em. But going into the corridor will work, too. Can one of you do it? Bar said I have to keep holding the door or it'll stop existing when I quizzed her earlier."

"I wanna!"
She casts a few Cutting Hexes at a wall. There is now a hole in said wall!

There are some confused-looking people dressed like Gren, whose reactions seem to be variations on 'Gren's doing weird things again'. And shortly thereafter, there is a very prim-and-proper older woman and a buff-looking moustached man in very bright uniforms emblazoned 'UDF'.

"Hi, Chief Drill Sergeant Lawrence and Senior Drill Sergeant Hamil. This is Milliways, and these are Amy and Flora. They've offered to sell magic items to us."

"Yup! We sure have! The Neuroi sound really bad."

"We're going to check if you have these things called ley lines in your world. If you do, the items that aren't potions are reusable and Gren can make more potions, apparently."

The Drill Sergeants glance at each other. The woman eventually says, "Miss Nylund, you're sure this is safe?" Gren nods. "Then I suppose I'll come in while Lawrence starts today's training."

"We need either you or me to hold the door open, so we can see if their thing charges. Time in our world will pause if it closes. I'll do it, I guess."

"...Alright, do so. And summarize what you've found here so far." Gren starts rambling, summarizing Milliways and her conversation with Flora and Amy.

Amy puts an uncharged communication mirror in the far corner of the room, and listens.

Gren is speaking more formally than she has in their entire conversation so far, and clearly trying her best to remember all the little details.

And then Gren is done reporting things. "Amy, Flora, anything to add?"

"What's there to add? We can help, so we'll help."

Sergeant Hamil has lots of questions about how their magic works, what else it can do, what the limits or hidden dangers are, and is willing to drink a fertility potion as a test. Also if they can produce something that grants haste, enhanced concentration, or similar, that would be great.

She looks at what they've already produced so far and offers an amount that Bar translates to... Almost 200 Galleons.

Flora is happy to tell them all about things like that, especially the Wit-Sharpening Potion.

"...Wow... I could get all of the books."

"Woah, thanks!"

She is briefly surprised they accepted what she considered a rather low opening offer with glee. She immediately arranges not to look surprised. "That's if a few tests on whether it works as described bear out, of course. Those cutting hexes in particular will only be useful only if they charge over time as expected."

"Of course."

"Unfortunately we don't know whether the teleporters we have access to can cross worlds, so this may be our only opportunity to trade with other planets. How long can we convince you to stay and continue making things?"

"I think I can stay maybe 4 hours? With a nap. Making potions too long tends to make you tired."

"I don't really know. Might become tired in 5 minutes, might become tired in 5 hours."

"If it's limited like that... Hm. Well, it'll still be a great help, of course."

"And the bar is a person! She can sell us books from the future. Well, so to speak, books from technologically advanced places. Pricey, but she can take from the base's account directly apparently."

"We are also more technologically advanced, so that's another way we could help."